“Hmph, he was the one who said it. Is Ghost Owl not of the Imperial Martial realm? If he wants to prove himself, I trust that a small difficulty like this won’t be much of an obstacle!”
The Black Yin Ancestor coldly snorted.
The Righteous Alliance disciples were all incensed and despondent, but in front of the Black Yin Ancestor, they could only swallow their objections. But those unaffiliated martial artists who had come to the northwest for the Origin Immortal Art privately chattered amongst themselves, all of them viewing the Black Yin Ancestor’s actions with great contempt.
Although Ghost Owl was an Imperial Martial expert, everyone in the martial arts world knew that he cultivated a superb art known as the ‘Ghost Prison Art’. With this art, he could absorb an endless flow of extremely sinister and foul energy from deep beneath the ground.
And when he used this art, his body would be surrounded by a churning and thick ghostly fog. Anyone who entered this fog would unavoidably have their flow of Stellar Energy disrupted. Even Imperial Martial experts were not immune to this effect, let alone Profound Martial experts.
This point alone meant that the Righteous Alliance had no chance of winning.
“It seems like the Black Yin Ancestor has it in for that kid and will only be satisfied if he can kill him,” a spectating martial artist whispered.
“Black Yin Ancestor, since you’ve made your choice, there’s no need to waste any time. Let’s get this started so we can end this battle quickly!” Wang Chong confidently proclaimed, his hands held behind his back and his eyes shining with disdain as he stared at the Black Yin Ancestor.
Buzz!
Righteous Alliance Lord Song Yuanyi had just been preparing to step forward and have the Black Yin Ancestor switch Ghost Owl out for someone else, but upon hearing this, he frowned and swallowed back his words.
Meanwhile, the crowd was stupefied, but after a momentary silence, the several hundred disciples of the Five Ancestor Alliance exploded in laughter. Even Young Master Qingyang and the Black Yin Ancestor smiled in derision.
Wang Chong’s attitude was one of a complete braggart!
For Young Master Qingyang to instruct an early-tier Profound Martial expert to defeat an early-tier Imperial Martial expert was already the limit, but Wang Chong was aiming even higher.
Who did he think he was?
This scoundrel had no idea how high the heavens were or how thick the earth.
Young Master Qingyang’s expression relaxed. “Hmph, I thought he had some ability, but trying to slavishly copy me isn’t something that just anyone can do!” he said coldly, waving his sleeve.
“Young Master has always been without peer. This person is nothing but a clown!” said the indifferent voice of that imposing guard who was constantly at Young Master Qingyang’s side.
Young Master Qingyang smiled in reply.
As for the Black Yin Ancestor, he was chuckling with his strange laughter. This was arrogance without limit. This fool wanted to instruct an ordinary Profound Martial expert in defeating Ghost Owl, one of the best experts of the Imperial Martial realm!
It was a complete joke.
“Haha, kid, since you want to show off, this ancestor will satisfy you!”
The Black Yin Ancestor strangely laughed as he looked at Wang Chong, who was already a corpse in his eyes. Whether this was the fake or the real one, this brat was finished!
“Young Master Qingyang, have you gone crazy? Why did you agree to this fight? Ghost Owl’s Ghost Prison Art is extremely powerful, and he’s always had a vicious and cruel personality. He also has incredible battlefield experience. You should have never agreed to this fight!”
Song Youran rushed up to Wang Chong and clenched his arm, almost going crazy on Wang Chong’s behalf.
As for the Righteous Alliance expert that had been chosen by Wang Chong to fight against Ghost Owl, his face had become ghastly pale. This was no longer a battle, but assisted suicide!
“Young Master Qingyang, I know that you’re the real one, but can we not change opponents?!”
His lips trembled as he spoke. The only reason he hadn’t completely fallen apart yet was because he had seen how Wang Chong had commanded the Righteous Alliance disciples in killing Black General Impermanence and pushing back the Black Yin Ancestor. But this was a one-on-one duel, not a group battle.
That yawning gap in strength left him with no hope of victory.
“Relax! Leave everything to me! If the situation looks bad, I will promptly concede!”
Wang Chong patted him on the shoulder.
“Young Master Qingyang, have you gone crazy? Do you know what you’re saying?”
Song Youran was anxious and angry.
“This isn’t a game. Do you know what will happen if you lose?!”
This was not some simple sparring match, nor did it have anything to do with this Righteous Alliance disciple and Ghost Owl. This was about which one was the real Young Master Qingyang.
If Wang Chong failed, it meant that Song Yuanyi had been fooled by a fake Young Master Qingyang in front of a vast crowd. Even if Song Yuanyi was unwilling, he would have to kill Wang Chong to clear the air and issue a warning to the rest of the world.
But Wang Chong seemed incapable of understanding the severity of the matter, and he was even laughing.
Wang Chong pretended as if he couldn’t hear. Instead, he asked Song Youran about something else.
“You said just now that Ghost Owl cultivates the Ghost Prison Art?”
“You’re asking me this now? Who doesn’t know that Ghost Owl cultivates the Ghost Prison Art?!”
Song Youran was practically beside herself with anger and concern.
Wang Chong said nothing, but a strange light flashed in his eyes.
Ghost Prison Art? This will be quite fun!
No matter how angry Song Youran was, the battle was about to begin.
“Listen to me. For this battle, seal off your Lesser Shang, Lesser Yang, and Mingmen points. In addition, listen for my orders. When I tell you to strike, strike immediately and don’t worry about anything else!” Wang Chong whispered into the ear of that Profound Martial disciple.
This Righteous Alliance disciple was stricken with terror, but as Song Yuanyi and Xie Guangting were present, he no longer had the choice of not participating in this battle.
Chapter 1376 - The Ghost Prison Art!
Chapter 1376: The Ghost Prison Art!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
“As for safety, with Alliance Lord Song here, how can you possibly be worried?”
Wang Chong’s last words finally calmed the Righteous Alliance disciple down, and he was able to muster up some courage. Ghost Owl was formidable, but Alliance Lord Song was on an entirely different level. Even if the Black Yin Sect wanted to try and kill him, it would find it very difficult to succeed.
“Young Master, be at ease. I will fight with all my strength!” the Righteous Alliance disciple energetically said.
This battle attracted the attention of countless people. Now that the crowd had seen the power of the Five Ancestor Alliance’s Young Master Qingyang, they were filled with anticipation for the Righteous Alliance’s Young Master Qingyang. One of them had to be a fake!
As the two combatants stepped forward, the air became tense.
“It seems like the one on the Righteous Alliance’s side should be a fake. I bet that he’ll fail in just three moves!”
“Three moves? Are you crazy? Ghost Owl’s Ghost Prison Stellar Energy will probably make it so that he’ll fall to the ground before he even gets within three feet!”
Almost none of the chatter in the crowd showed optimism for Wang Chong.
“Kill him!”
As Ghost Owl emotionlessly stopped onto the field, he heard a soft whisper in his ear. Startled, Ghost Owl swiftly understood.
But as he was gathering Stellar Energy, the figure across from him suddenly charged forward. Though Ghost Owl was s
urprised, he quickly realized that it was that martial artist from the Righteous Alliance! A mere Profound Martial expert had actually chosen to attack first.
“Hmph, how suicidal!”
Ghost Owl had an inflexible and surly personality, but even he couldn’t but smile in derision at this sight. If this fellow had been like Zhao Dayong and tried to circle around, he might have been able to last for a while, but he instead chose a straight-up attack. This was so idiotic that it was no different from suicide.
The plans that Ghost Owl had made beforehand were no longer needed. He only needed one move to finish off his opponent.
And the crowd had much the same reaction as Ghost Owl.
Bang!
As they watched that Righteous Alliance disciple ‘suicidally’ attack, the crowd erupted in laughter.
“This guy’s a fool! An egg trying to break a stone!”
“I overestimated him! How could you possibly defeat Ghost Owl like this?!”
Even Righteous Alliance Lord Song Yuanyi couldn’t help but crease his brow. He had never seen how Wang Chong had commanded the Righteous Alliance’s sword arrays to attack and suppress the Black Yin Ancestor, and by the time he had arrived, everything was over. All he had were the accounts from Ouyang Changheng and the other disciples.
Out of his trust for Ouyang Changheng and the numerous disciples, Song Yuanyi had not doubted this matter, but Wang Chong’s orders were far too surprising. This was clearly not a wise move.
As for Vice Lord Xie Guangting, although he said nothing and his face remained calm, his eyes were flashing with emotion. At that moment, no one could tell what he was thinking.
One hundred feet, eighty feet, seventy feet, sixty feet…
As the distance closed, Ghost Owl coldly laughed and immediately released the Ghost Prison Stellar Energy in his body. Awoooo! Churning black mist surged out and ghosts wailed as the Ghost Prison Stellar Energy emerged and immersed Ghost Owl’s surroundings. The roiling black Stellar Energy appeared like countless evil ghosts struggling in the prison of the underworld, inspiring fear in all who looked upon it.
Everyone believed that the Righteous Alliance disciple’s defeat was imminent. Ghost Owl wouldn’t need to do anything, just let the thick Stellar Energy permeate his surroundings, and the battle would be over in less than one second.
Bang!
A moment later, the Profound Martial disciple of the Righteous Alliance shot into the thick ghostly fog around Ghost Owl like a comet.
Creee!
Just as the Righteous Alliance disciple charged, there was a sharp shriek, and then the Stellar Energy began to rumble and the air rippled. In that brief moment, Stellar Energy had clashed several times.
Raaa! There was a roar, and before anyone could react, that Righteous Alliance disciple who had just charged in staggered out of the fog and fell to the ground, looking in Ghost Owl’s direction with an incredibly pale face.
“Did he lose?”
Everyone instantly turned to Ghost Owl.
At the same time, the Black Yin Ancestor and the Myriad Ghost Ancestor slightly curled their fingers, waiting for the moment to strike and kill that fake Young Master Qingyang. But a moment later, the air resounded with gasps and cries of shock.
“Heavens! How could this be? What in the world happened just now?”
“Ghost Owl… Ghost Owl lost!”
Hundreds of pairs of eyes were staring at Ghost Owl. That person that all of them believed would be the victor had a sword sticking through his chest, blood flowing from the wound, and his face was one of absolute disbelief.
This sword had struck a vital point on his chest, severely wounding him with a single blow.
“Impossible, absolutely impossible!”
On the edge of the battlefield, Young Master Qingyang’s eyes bulged, his mind in disarray and his face in disbelief.
His original indifference, composure, and confidence were instantly swept away, leaving behind only profound shock. When a Profound Martial expert challenged an Imperial Martial expert, even he could only obtain victory by dragging out the battle and exhausting the opponent’s will and patience so that an opportunity would open up to strike a single, fatal blow.
But the martial artist that Wang Chong had chosen had attacked immediately. This was simply unbelievable.
And at this time, only a small number of people understood what had really happened.
“This is…”
Song Yuanyi and Xie Guangting slowly looked away from the battlefield, their brows creasing.
They were not as confused as the other spectators, as they had clearly seen what had happened just now. But clarity only made them feel even more confused.
Ghost Owl’s Ghost Prison Stellar Energy could disrupt the flow of Stellar Energy in all martial artists weaker than him, even Imperial Martial experts, causing it to slow down and even grind to a halt. But for some reason, that Righteous Alliance disciple Wang Chong had chosen had been utterly unaffected.
Not only that, he managed to barely dodge two attacks of Ghost Owl’s in a row, but when it came time for the third strike, Ghost Owl’s Stellar Energy suddenly began to conflict with itself and Ghost Owl panicked. This was the roar that everyone heard, issued by Ghost Owl in his moment of disarray.
Afterward, that Righteous Alliance disciple thrust out with his sword. Logically speaking, someone with as much Stellar Energy and as high a cultivation level as Ghost Owl’s should have been able to easily block it, but for some reason, a weak point appeared where there shouldn’t have been one. That Righteous Alliance disciple’s sword slid through that small crack and into Ghost Owl’s chest.
Few people noticed that Ghost Owl’s Ghost Prison Art had already been broken at this point.
If they hadn’t seen it for themselves, no one would have ever dared to believe that this Profound Martial expert Wang Chong had chosen would win, and after being the first one to attack as well!
“Threatening the east while striking the west, luring the enemy into attack, and a pair of incredibly perceptive eyes… He had lost this battle from the very beginning.”
Song Yuanyi muttered to himself as he pensively glanced at the nearby Wang Chong. If he weren’t seeing it now, he would have never believed that a youth of seventeen or eighteen possessed such talent.
But Song Yuanyi still didn’t understand how Wang Chong had managed to do it. The Ghost Prison Art of the Five Ancestor Alliance was not transmitted to outsiders, and this art was so formidable that not even Song Yuanyi knew about any flaws it might have. Just how had Wang Chong seen through its flaws so that he could bait Ghost Owl into causing a conflict of Stellar Energy in his body, resulting in his loss to a martial artist much weaker than him?
As Wang Chong’s robes flapped in the wind, he could sense countless gazes staring at him—some of them suffused with shock, others admiration, disbelief, or envy.
But most of the people had looks of extreme confusion. Everything had happened far too quickly, and only a very small number of people besides Wang Chong knew what had actually happened just now.
This is called picking the wrong move! Anyone else would have done fine, but the Black Yin Ancestor thought he was being smart and actually chose someone who cultivated the Ghost Prison Art! A perfect opportunity for me to flaunt my strength!
Wang Chong calmly and leisurely smiled at the Black Yin Ancestor, who was ghastly pale.
The Ghost Prison Art was renowned throughout the evil path, but Wang Chong had long ago heard from his master that this art possessed a massive flaw that made it barely worth mentioning. When using the Ghost Prison Net technique of this art and then using the Ghost Prison Vacuum, one’s Stellar Energy would immediately be thrown into disarray. The two meridians linked with one’s arms would conflict and tangle together like two pythons.
At that point, even a high-tier Imperial Martial expert like Ghost Owl would suffer a drastic plunge in strength, leaving him completely open.
This
was actually what Wang Chong had told that Profound Martial disciple to do. After baiting out ‘Ghost Prison Net’ and ‘Ghost Prison Vacuum’, he had succeeded in making the impossible possible. But for Wang Chong, this was as easy as breathing.
Moreover, through the world of energy, he had already located Ghost Owl’s ‘Qi Gate’ and his weak points. Thus, even though Ghost Owl had an Imperial Martial realm cultivation and had planned for every possibility, he would still inevitably lose.
Chapter 1377 - The Real and Fake Are Indistinguishable!
Chapter 1377: The Real and Fake Are Indistinguishable!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
“Get out of my sight already!”
A furious bellow rang out. The Black Yin Ancestor had an extremely nasty grimace on his face. He was the one who had chosen Ghost Owl, and his defeat was no different from Wang Chong slapping him in the face.
……
“Good!”
“Young Master Qingyang! It really is Young Master Qingyang!”
“That fake on the other side had better start running!”
After a momentary silence, the Righteous Alliance side exploded with thunderous cheers. The consecutive defeat of three Righteous Alliance experts by the Five Ancestor Alliance had left them gasping for breath and completely downcast, but their revenge had come swiftly, and they now seized this moment to mercilessly jeer at the Five Ancestor Alliance.
The Black Yin Ancestor’s expression instantly turned even more unsightly.
“Bastard!”
As for the real Young Master Qingyang in the Five Ancestor Alliance, his hands balled into his fists and his face turned red. The true Young Master Qingyang was right here, but the crowd was hailing that fake as Young Master Qingyang as well. There was nothing more ridiculous in this world.
“Young Master, this person isn’t simple!” whispered that ever-present guard behind Young Master Qingyang. His eyebrows were creased and his right hand pressed against the saber on his waist. His entire body exuded a dangerous and murderous intent.
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